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Before I remain alone, love, once again,
Before I leave Paris, and Paris leaves me,
We’ll walk for long to the Boulevard des Italiens,
Up to the regret that pervades Paris’ dreams,Boulevard des Italiens - Brasserie 'Le Cardinal'Along Montmartre, to the sweats of Grevin waxworks,
Where your dreams are running in my gray hair,
Where Paris’ illusions dissolve my dreams.
Before I kiss Paris, and you do not kiss me.